Her eyes flared, as she stepped even closer to me.
“Your source is pale blue, Alina. A color no one had till date. And that is the closest to divinity.”
Then, her smirk broadened as she spoke. “So Alina, you are our key to divinity.”
I barely had time to comprehend her words or what they even meant because the next minute the heavy doors of the library barged open followed by a loud roar as his scent hit me immediately.
“Ulsa, where the f**k did you take my woman…?”
The words died down in Draven’s throat when his eyes landed on me and he halted.
“Ulsa,” I repeated, turning to face the woman before me.
“Your name is Ulsa?” I questioned, feeling her name sounded strange yet familiar.
Her brows knitted as she watched me with an unreadable expression. “Yes. Is there something to judge
